El Cazador Quiere Vivir Tranquilamente Novels & Stories

Walking away meant severing all of that, not just the power component. "What do you want?" I asked. "Not what you think you should want, not what would please me or The Balance or anyone else. What does Damian Cross actually want for his future?" He stopped pacing, meeting my eyes with expression carrying vulnerability I rarely saw from him. "I want to stop," he said quietly. "I want to build something that isn't defined by hunting, protecting, fighting threats. I want ordinary life with person I love, without cosmic obligation hanging over every decision."

I wanted to gain the certificate that I can fully handle a gun so I could keep one from my house and I can bring it where ever I go. As soon as we arrive at the area we ready our gears and before I knew it I became aggressive from the practice… I can’t help but think about that culprit who’s doing this from my life and I just want to shoot him for this to be done. I just want to live in a peaceful life especially that I finally let go of Luke… after how many attempts. “I have a brilliant idea.” I said as James, Ezra together with our investigator sat down. We’re at my house now after the shooting I had earlier I had a thought, a plan to make him come out.

"Both of us know right? We are just trying to black mail his name and get rid of him" "And now that he is no longer around I think that it is time for us to outshine him" "Let's start displaying ourselves no more low keys" Sarz said while Dizzy nods. "You are right Sarz, we doesn't need to keep attacking secretly that will make us no famous, but you should be aware that the hunters are still alive" Dizzy said. "We are two Dizzy so I believe that we can stand any hunter that comes our way" Sarz said whole Dizzy nods believing his words.

Now I just want to run free under open skies, building my compound in new territory. Some say I was too harsh, destroying their lives like that. But a mate who sends you into deadly territory alone while buying another man gifts? Who tries to trap you with another man's pup? She deserves every bit of it. I'm finally living for myself, and it feels good. Let the pack gossip. This warrior is done playing nice. Now I just want to run free under open skies, chasing the horizon.

"Anyways, if I had my wish I would be out of here. For good." "Really? You would leave the city." "Not the city… I mean this life. Being forced to hunt every single night no matter the weather or situation isn't fun and while I do enjoy saving innocent people, I don't want to be killing those of you who don't deserve it." "I thought that you didn't hesitate?"

asked Mrs Smith. "No, but I do work with some of them." "I was a hunter too. I and my husband used to trap vampires in those cages." "What made you leave that life?" "I and my husband wanted to live peacefully." "I may sound harsh but once you become a hunter, you will always be in danger. Even if you try to change your life, it will return to you." Mrs Smith did not say anything in response. An awkward silence filled the atmosphere suddenly which was broken by Agent Wilson.

I look hideous but I couldn't care less because Than was gone but now, I looked more presentable and less of an eyesore. I wished I could live in the cabin forever. My dreams were that little, I always wanted to have a small family, become a hunter and sell the meat at the market while my wife gathered herbs, we'd live a peaceful life and have three cubs, Ryan would come visit or we'll go over to his place once in a while and we'll watch each other grow old and probably die on the same down.

Cassian watched her eat, frequently smiling at how she devoured the food like a child. Julianne stared out of the window, looking at the night’s sky, but deep inside, she was carried away by the recent happenings. She has learnt about hunters and knows how dangerous they can be. After all, their aim is just to get rid of beings that are not human, and they even risk their lives in the process.

“Sometimes I feel like I’ve forgotten what normal even feels like.” She nodded slowly. “Same. It’s like we’ve lived a thousand lives in a year.” I gave a quiet dry chickle. “I just want peace, Joyce. I want to live a quiet life with Vince. No guns. No enemies. Just us. A little house, a yard, maybe a baby or two… and I want Luca to be okay. I want him to come back.” My voice cracked on the last part. That’s exactly when the knock came. Not the nervous tap of a courier or a hesitant visitor. It was firm.

A real, genuine smile stretched across his scarred face. "Let them laugh," Kaz whispered. He tossed the wooden bear onto the rug. "I like this. I like the quiet. I spent twenty years hunting rogues in the snow. I spent my whole life fighting wars just to keep this territory safe. I'm tired of the blood." He leaned back on his hands. "This is better," Kaz admitted. "The mess. The crying. The spit-up. I'll take it all. We finally have a real family. I'm never going back to the way I was."